Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword-Chapter 61 - The True Cloud Flying Step

“Don’t you know the principle that men and women shouldn’t touch each other?” Lin Fuxiang said through gritted teeth, infuriated that this bastard had taken advantage of her and still managed to look aggrieved, which was utterly detestable!

“Now that you’re awake, walk by yourself then.

You’re quite heavy!” Zhou Heng ignored her anger.

Oh, how she wanted to bite this bastard to death!

“Where on Miss Lin is fat?” Lin Fuxiang demanded, staring him down, for to Miss Lin, this was no trivial matter.

“Did I say you were fat?”

“That’s what you meant!”

“Being unreasonable; I can’t be bothered with you!”

Lin Fuxiang was extraordinarily sensitive about her figure, her relentless gaze causing Zhou Heng to admit defeat.

He could only acknowledge that Miss Lin had a slender figure and a graceful posture, neither too fat with an extra inch nor too thin with an inch less.

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Only then did she feel satisfied and stopped dwelling on the topic, instead asking about the matters concerning the Winged People.

She had been stabbed by the Bloodsucking Vine and fainted, but thanks to her vigorous qi and blood in the Blood Refinement Realm, she healed rather quickly.

Zhou Heng was no storyteller; he brushed past the subject in a few short sentences, which greatly dissatisfied Lin Fuxiang, who kept asking questions.

Having seen the terror of the Bloodsucking Vine, Lin Fuxiang didn’t dare to roam alone and stuck closely to Zhou Heng, her fragrance wafting over, slight strands of her hair fluttering across Zhou Heng’s face, arousing unconventional feelings within him.

Lin Fuxiang too seemed to sense this subtle ambience and unusually, fell silent, which relieved Zhou Heng, finding women more adorable when they were quiet.

Another half-day passed, and they arrived at the edge of the lake.

This blood-red lake was roughly ten miles in circumference, with a fountain in the middle shooting straight toward the Sky Curtain, shooting water hundreds of feet high, even splashing near Zhou Heng and Lin Fuxiang on the shore.

“That’s it?” Lin Fuxiang’s face filled with disappointment.

She had originally thought there would be a palace here, and when Miss Lin personally arrived, the palace doors would open, she would ascend the throne, gaining an unparalleled inheritance, swallowing a Divine Pill to instantly become an unmatched expert!

But the reality was such a far cry from that!

From the moment he saw the Winged People, Zhou Heng had not believed this to be a relic left behind by ancients but rather a prison set up by an unparalleled expert!

If that was the case, then one shouldn’t expect to find any peerless inheritances.

“How about you dive in and check it out?” Zhou Heng suggested.

“You’re a grown man, yet you want a young lady like me to take the risk, how heartless!” Lin Fuxiang huffed, but immediately clutched her stomach, “Miss Lin is truly starving!”

By their reckoning, it had been almost two days since they had anything to eat or drink.

Zhou Heng was fine, but Lin Fuxiang was really struggling; although a Martial Artist in the Blood Refinement Realm could survive ten days without food or water, they would still be on the brink of death.

Zhou Heng held the Black Sword in his right hand and reached into the lake water with his left, when an ice-cold sensation assaulted him.

He immediately withdrew his hand to see his entire arm had turned into an icicle, emitting a chilling white mist.

“That cold?” Lin Fuxiang was also taken aback, her beautiful eyes wide open in shock.

Zhou Heng invoked his Bloodline Power, and immediately Purple Flames blazed on his hand, drip, drip, drip, drops of red water fell, and a line formed as the icicle covering his entire arm quickly melted away.

“So cold!” he suddenly thought of the Cold Pool in Jue Valley, which was just as bone-chilling!

Was there a connection between the two?

“Stingy, let’s go back!” Lin Fuxiang suggested, having seen no hint of treasure, naturally losing interest.

Zhou Heng shook his head, “Let’s walk around the lake once to check it out.”

“Just one round?”

“Just one round!”

As they circled the lake, it was hard to tell how much time had passed, but the central fountain had suddenly ceased.

Following that, a figure burst out from the lake, shooting upwards to the Sky Curtain before crashing down thunderously.

It appeared as heavy as a giant rock, but upon hitting the water’s surface, it was as light as a feather, the stark contrast enough to make one feel queasy enough to vomit blood.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the figure started running on the water surface, stepping in an indescribably mystical movement technique.

Zhou Heng and Lin Fuxiang simultaneously gasped in astonishment, but their reasons for surprise were entirely different.

Lin Fuxiang was astonished that in such a cold lake, there could actually be someone who could stay under the water.

If not a monster, what else could it be?

However, what shocked Zhou Heng was that the figure’s stepping technique was exactly like the Cloud Flying Step!

Could it be that the figure he saw in the Jue Valley Cold Pool was this person?

The figure’s speed was incredibly fast, covering a distance of miles in a single step, constantly moving across the lake, deriving an endless array of mysterious stepping patterns.

Because the speed was too fast, Zhou Heng and Lin Fuxiang couldn’t see his face clearly at all; they could only see a faint shadow.

It must be!

It must be this figure!

Zhou Heng affirmed in his heart, it must be the figure he saw in the Jue Valley Cold Pool!

But why would the figure deep underground be reflected in the Cold Pool?

Perhaps, the Cold Pool leads directly here, reflecting that figure above through some power he couldn’t understand.

Whoosh!

Zhou Heng and Lin Fuxiang only felt a blur before their eyes, and in front of them, there was already a man, his body wrapped in a blood-red aura, exuding an indescribable evil.

It was this evil aura!

Zhou Heng could confirm that this person was the source of the calamity that turned humans and beasts into red-haired monsters.

The evil aura was thick to the extreme, not merely something he had come into contact with, but something that was emanating from his body!

This person looked to be about thirty years old, tall and slim, a handsome man.

Although he was simply standing there, he naturally possessed an overwhelming presence that could shake the heavens and earth, much more powerful than the Winged Person from before by countless times!

This didn’t mean that the Winged Person was weaker than this man, because one had been tormented by the Bloodsucking Vine to the brink of exhaustion, while the current man didn’t have a scratch on him, his aura as if he could cut through heaven and earth!

Anyone in his presence would feel a strong sense of insignificance, followed by deep reverence.

What realm of power could this expert be at?

Nascent Soul Realm?

Divine Infant Realm?

Or…

Divinity Transformation Realm?

“…Die!” The man’s gaze was dull, like a walking corpse, but his face was suddenly filled with a strong killing intent.

If they waited for such a powerful stranger to make a move, Zhou Heng believed that he and Lin Fuxiang would not have the slightest chance to resist; the gap between them had reached an indescribable level.

He quickly launched into Cloud Flying Step, picked up Lin Fuxiang with his left hand, and holding the Black Sword in his right, he turned to run!

But after only taking the second step, there was already a man in front of him—it was that man.

Zhou Heng quickly shifted his feet, his figure changing, desperately trying to find a way to escape.

But every time he took a step, he would see the man blocking his path, forcing him to change direction again and again.

After more than a hundred steps, Zhou Heng stopped—his Cloud Flying Step was learned from this person.

Using it in front of him, wasn’t it like performing a trick in front of a master craftsman?

He would never give up; he shook the Black Sword in his hand and his eyes were resolute.

“Swift Cloud Radiant Step?” The man’s dull eyes suddenly sparkled, as if coming to life in an instant, “How do you know my Kong Family’s exclusive movement technique?” He paused for a moment, then continued speaking to himself, “Right, you must be a clansman from my Kong Family!”

Although he had regained a bit of “humanity,” his mind seemed unclear, and he simply confirmed Zhou Heng’s identity on his own.

“Although you’ve grasped a few subtleties of the Swift Cloud Radiant Step, why is it so awkward?

How did the family teach you?” The man showed a dissatisfied look, pointing a finger at Zhou Heng’s forehead so quickly that Zhou Heng couldn’t react.

Boom!

Zhou Heng felt countless streams of golden light pouring into his mind, instantly filling his Sea of Consciousness, turning into golden characters, merging into his body, blood, and bones!

This was…

the operation mantra of Cloud Flying Step, no, the Swift Cloud Radiant Step!

Like the Sky-soaring Nine Forms, it wasn’t passed on by word of mouth but directly integrated into the bloodline!

Wait, wasn’t this the same as the Bloodline Power?

Zhou Heng vaguely felt there was a connection between the two, but at this moment he couldn’t care about anything else, his mind completely captivated by the technique of the Swift Cloud Radiant Step, involuntarily beginning to ponder it.

The man glanced at Lin Fuxiang, his brows furrowing involuntarily, “How can a mere mortal woman be worthy of a scion of my Kong Family!” He extended a finger, about to point at Lin Fuxiang, but his gaze suddenly became dull again, his blood energy bursting, creating a whirlwind that rapidly swirled around him.

“Zhou Heng—,” Lin Fuxiang cried out in alarm, “This madman is going insane again, help!”

Zhou Heng, brought back from deep contemplation by her cry, quickly raised the Black Sword high, vibrating with his mind, sending out waves of energy.

The man immediately calmed down, his eyes regaining some animation.

He looked at Zhou Heng and said, “Women are just for amusement, why fuss over them?

In the future, you’ll definitely become a powerful expert, and women will be in endless supply.

You just need one or two to bear your children; the rest are there for fun!”

“Men are the heaven of women, how can you listen to a woman’s words!”

“Women shouldn’t be spoiled.

If they don’t listen, they need to be disciplined!”

Zhou Heng couldn’t help but be taken aback; these seemed like unrelated matters.

Also, how did such an unmatched expert suddenly turn into an old hand at romancing?

The transformation was too drastic, wasn’t it?

Meanwhile, Lin Fuxiang’s pretty face was already red with anger.

“May I ask for the senior’s name!” Zhou Heng changed the subject.

“I am…

Kong Aokun!” After the man said his name, a surge of blood light suddenly flared in his eyes, countless blood-colored streams spewing from his body, forming shackles that spun around him.

“Ah—,” He suddenly roared in fury, becoming instantly insane.